Chapter 5: Thomas Spills the Beans

Gerry just looked at him without speaking, then tears started running down his face. His chest was heaving but there was no sound. Danny pulled him close and held him tight. He put his mouth by his ear and said, “Let it out, cry as much as you need, it’s all over now, everything gets better from here.” Gerry put his arms around Danny and just relaxed against him as he sobbed. A few minutes later his sobbing ended. Danny kept hold until he felt Gerry move, then let go. He dried his eyes and looked at Danny. “Thanks,” he said, “I needed that.”

Danny smiled at him and said, “It’s nearly over now, the next bit is possibly the hardest thing you’ll have to do today. I want you to look me straight in the eye and tell me you were raped by Gordon Jones. Do it now whilst you’re feeling good.”

Gerry looked at him wondering how Danny knew he was feeling good, then keeping eye contact, he said slowly but firmly, “I was raped by Gordon Jones.” Danny gave him a big beam, “Well done,” he said, “Don’t you feel better already?”

Gerry nodded, “Yes it’s like a great weight was lifted off me,” he said. “Right,” Danny told him, “What you just did was the only thing that could have made today’s session a waste of time. You made the right choice and told me, so you should have no difficulty going home to resume your life and put all this behind you.”

“In a moment I’m going to ask you to tell me exactly what happened to you, then I’m going to tell you what happened to me, then what happened to Gordon and finally we’ll finish the examination, so you know you’ve suffered no lasting harm.” “I’m in your hands,” Gerry told him with a happy smile.

“The final part of the examination will be of your bum,” Danny told him, “I don’t know if you realise, but I didn’t finish to the bottom of your spine because you were so tense. Now we both know what happened to you, hopefully you will be able to relax for that. To do that examination, you’ll need to take your shorts off. Now I’ve already seen your cock when I examined your groins, so it shouldn’t be a problem, but so you are completely relaxed by then, I would suggest you take your shorts off now, before you lie back down.”

Danny got up and put out his hand to help Gerry to his feet. Then he lifted the end cushion, sat down and put it on his lap. When he looked up, Gerry was standing there completely naked, his cock hanging limp between his legs. Danny could now tell it was circumcised, about two inches longer than his and slightly thicker. “Your mate was right about size,” he joked which got a grin from Gerry. Danny patted the settee and he lay back down.

“As we talk through the next bit, I’m going to carry on massaging you,” he told him, “This time all over because I want you to be totally at ease for the final examination. If you start to stiffen up again, don’t fight it, just relax and let it do its own thing, ok?” “Sure,” came the prompt reply.

“This is the last time you will ever need to relive this,” Danny told him, “But I need you to take me through what happened without leaving anything out. Take your time and pause whenever you need, remember I was a victim too.” “I’d called round to see Kevin,” Gerry said, “This big chap opened the door and I sensed immediately he didn’t like black people, but I asked for Kevin.” He said, “He’s in the back, come through.” I followed him into the back lounge and as soon as I was in the room, he pulled this whopping great knife out of nowhere, grabbed hold of me and said, ‘Right, you black bastard, I’m going to show you what white meat feels like, make a noise or give me any trouble and I’ll slit your throat.’”

“I’m not generally of a nervous disposition, but I sensed he meant it and I was terrified. He told me to strip off, so I did down to my shorts, then he made me kneel on an armchair and put my arms and shoulders over the back.

Then when I felt the knife blade on the back of my neck, I thought my end had come. He held it pressing against my neck whilst he pulled my shorts down. Then he took the knife away and I discovered later he had cut my shorts. As I felt them pulled away, I was wondering to myself how he had got them off without me moving my legs. Then suddenly I felt something big touch my bum. He must have put the knife down because he had both hands on my hip. There was a searing pain in my bum as he thrust his cock into me. It was long and thick, but worse of all it was dry. I passed out with the pain.”

“I came around after a while to find him still inside me thrusting away and the pain was almost as bad but slightly easier. A few minutes later I felt him give a few extra hard thrusts and he made a grunting noise, then I felt a blast of something wet and warm deep inside me. I was in so much pain I didn’t realise until later when some of it leaked out, that he had come inside me. He came to a stop, and I felt his cock start to shrink. He was just leaning on me unmoving, then he slowly slid out altogether. He stayed on my back for what seemed like ages, then he moved away and collapsed on the settee.”

“I didn’t move for a while until I saw the knife was now on the floor. He looked to be asleep, but I thought if I went to grab it, he could wake up and get it first. My clothes were on the floor behind me, so I decided I’d grab them and dash out of the door. I moved as slow and carefully as I could, picked up my clothes and I was halfway out the door when he opened his eyes. To my relief and surprise, he didn’t get up he just shouted if you tell a soul, you black bastard, I’ll find you and slit your throat.”

“I ran out of the house, still naked, stopped halfway down the path and put my clothes on and went and sat down in some bushes and cried. I went home minus my shorts and managed not to show how much pain I was in.” Danny had massaged his head and stomach whilst he told his tale. “That was pretty much the same as me,” Danny told him. “I bottled it up too, but I was lucky, and someone sorted me out. I’ve copied him since with a lot of success.”

“How long after wards was it before the pain went?” Danny asked.” About four weeks before I could go to the toilet without pain,” Gerry told him, “But after three weeks I could move around without pain.” “What about firing yourself?” Danny asked. “Gerry grimaced, “I tried it about ten days later,” he said. “I got hard ok, I got it excited ok, but when I fired it was all I could do not to scream. I didn’t try again until all the other pain had been gone for a fortnight.”

Danny took hold of his cock and explained the route the muscle took, “So when you got hard, the bit touching your bowel swelled up too, then its extra throb when you fired gave you the pain,” he told him. Danny pressed his pubic hairs gently asking, “Is this where you felt the other pains?” Gerry nodded.

Danny said, “In a moment I’m going to tell you what happened to Gordon, then I’ll examine your abdomen and genitals, then the final very important bit is your bum. When I do that, I’m going to very, very, gently slide my finger inside and check for damage. I can promise you that it won’t hurt, and you can say stop at any time, ok.” Gerry nodded, “He was completely at ease now and although the last bit sounded horrific, he trusted Danny when he said it wouldn’t hurt.”

“Gordon will never do what he did to us ever again,” Danny told him. “He was located by some of the victim’s parents, taken to a secure room, stripped and tied up. His cock was measured for length, then two inches was added to allow for erection. A piece of rough wood the thickness of his erect cock was pushed hard up his bum. He was told what was about to happen and why. He was terrified and cried like a baby. At that time, we were aware of eight victims plus me so on the assumption there would be at least one more, Gordon was told the wood would be shoved into him ten times for each of ten victims, one hundred times.”

“Every five times it was examined by a medic and once blood showed on it, it was done five times more. In total it was done fifty-five times. Because it drew a slight amount of blood, the inside of his bowel would be twice as painful as ours was, plus the pain would last twice as long.”

“I’m glad,” Gerry said with some feeling, “He deserved it, but when he’s healed up, won’t he do it again?” Danny smiled, “By the time he had had all the punishment, he had passed out, so whilst he was unconscious his scrotum was cut open and both testicles were removed. As a result, he can no longer get a full erection. He will always be too soft to force his cock in anywhere.” “Wow,” Gerry said, “That’s hard justice.” “Yes, I agree,” Danny said, “But no more than he deserved. But it didn’t end there, it turned out that he was wanted by the police for fraud so he’s now in prison as well.”

“Just sit up a moment,” Danny said. Once Gerry was upright, Danny stood up, put the cushion back and told Gerry to lie flat again. Danny sat on the edge of the settee by his knees. “First, I’m going to examine your groin, abdomen and genitals in the light of what I now know,” he said, “Again, because of where I’m touching, if you stiffen up, please let it as it will make the final examination better.” Gerry nodded.

Danny had him draw his knees up and move his feet outwards. Then he pressed all over the area above his hairs, with no signs of any discomfort, then he worked his way down both groins, which resulted in his cock getting hard again, this time to its full extent. Danny took hold of the tip and squeezed it gently, then worked his way down to its base. It throbbed about as he did so, Gerry clearly having no problem with it. Next Danny checked his sack and both balls, then the muscle between his legs and lifting his balls up, had a look at his bum.

“Just relax for a moment,” Danny said and went and got his stuff. Returning to his seat, Gerry’s cock was still hard and waving about. He showed him his little container of olive oil and explained what he was going to do. “The slightest discomfort,” he told him, “Just say and I’ll stop instantly.” “I trust you,” Gerry told him.

Danny put his disposable glove on, then dripped a few drops of oil on to Gerry’s bum, put a drop on his finger and rubbed it around the opening, something that Gerry clearly enjoyed. Next, he put the nozzle right against the opening and gave a single squeeze. Gerry laughed as he felt the jet of oil tickle as it ran inside him. A final drop on his gloved finger and Danny was ready.

He lifted Gerry’s balls out of the way and put his fingertip on the opening. Then letting his balls back down, he took hold of Gerry’s cock. “I’m going to massage this as I do the test to take your mind off it,” he said, “Is that ok?” Gerry nodded and smiled, it already felt lovely and the prospect of more was exciting. “I expect to be through long before you fire,” Danny told him, “But if you do get there too quick, don’t worry about it, just let it go.”

Danny started sliding his fingers slowly up and down Gerry’s cock. After the first up and down, he pushed on his finger against the opening, feeling it start to slide in. As his other hand moved up and down on his cock, he eased his finger gently, further and further inside. Gerry clearly was having no problem, in fact he seemed to be enjoying it. Another gentle push and Danny’s finger was right up inside. He stopped work on his cock for a moment and said, “Gerry!” He opened his eyes and looked at him. “I’ve got my finger right up inside you,” Danny told him, “Can you feel it.” “Not really,” Gerry said, “My bum feels a little tight but that’s all.” “How about this,” Danny said, moving the tip of his finger from side to side. Gerry laughed, “That feels funny,” he said. “But no discomfort or pain?” Danny asked. “No, none,” came the reply.